St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-09-04

room or be inspected by any young men
before my hour has struck. Mamma
would faint If Imade myself known pre-
maturely. l am to burst suddenly on
the fashionable world. Do you admire
mamma? Don't you think her clever?
Oh, you would say She was clever if you
knew my sisters, Letitia and HermiOne.
( They are both very stupid and. not par
ticularly od-loOking-Jerry and are
the best of the lot-yet they both mar
ried well, and Letitia is amarchioness.
Mamma managed it all. You can't think
how dull and pOmpOus my brother-in-
law, SlatefOrd, is! don't think l should
care to be marchioness."
Mr.. Codd appeared much amused by
this girlish chatter. The outspoken
Lady Margaret had charming piquante
face that made people feel yOnng to look
at. Lady Geraldine and the gOverness
returned from the adjoining room with
portfolios to find Mr.. Codd and Lady
Margaret On the best of terms.
Mr.. C0dd had had no previous cOncep-
ton that aristocratic lips were ever
frank and ingenious, though he was, of
course, aware of the humanity of lower
degree is candid to a painful deg rec.
After three weeks or so, Lady Umfre-
vile began to think it time for Mr.. Codd
to make up his mind. Why did he not
propose 10 O6ralQln6?
The preliminaries had gone on long
enough, and the worlds eyes were be-
ginning to fix curiosity on the pair.
Lady Umfreville had monopolized the
wealthy stakeholder too fully to escape
calumny. The countess thought it might
be eXpedient to give the backward sutton
a gentle push. The honor intended for
him seemed too great. In secluded
corner at garden party she opened fire:
on are evidently not marrying
man, Mr.. Codd," she said playfully.
How can you resist the lovely girls you
meet daily?'
Mr.. Codd cast sharp glance at the
lady's smiling face.
my thoughts have been always given
to other matterS-mOre prosaic things,
Lady Umfreyville. Till lately the idea
OF matrim0ny never entered my head"
"Ah, then suppose you have begun
to think of it. Indeed, man of your
position-Of your wealth and influence,
owes this duty to society. Of course
you are entitled to look for. birth and
beauty, and / feel sure that any we'll
brought-up, right-minded girl will ap-
preciate your sterling qualities. l have
no son of my own, you know" with
sigh, "but assure you, Mr.. Codd, i feel
quite maternal interest in your wei
fare"
This was rather more than necessary.
MI. COdd's little eyes sparkled.
''Pray cease, Lady Umfreville. I am
not man to rate my own merits be-
meath their worth. but can not allow
you to speak in these terms.'
II have thought, Mr.. Codd," contin-
ued the unabaShed countess, s'that your
remarkable modesty mightprevent you
from aspiring in the direction where
your heart may be engaged. Let me
offer you encouragement. You remem-
Der the old adage faint heart never won
fair lady, thinkI should like cup of
tea now. Mr.. Codd."
The stockholders eyes were downcast
as he conducted the lady to a marquee.
While she slipped her tea the wondered
audibly what had become of Geraldine.
Finally she sent Mr.. Codd in quest of
the rowing damsel. He presently found
her issuing from a secluded Shrubbery
in company of Rupert Paulet. He smiled
at his friend as he declared his mission
to Lady Geraldine. -
s That evening Rupert Paulet dined
tete-a-tete with Mr.. Codd. When the
servants left the room silence fell be-
tween the two men.
Gam | to congratulate you, old fell
low?" said Mr.. Codd at last.
''My dear Codd, you are the best
hacker in the world. You may congrat-
ulate me: have won her, and it is all
owing to you. You have put the only
lucky chance have ever had in my
way. There'll be the deuce to pay with
her ladyship, of course, but when she
knows all there may be eXtenuating cir
cumStanceS."
Mr.. Codd, getting up from his seat,
laid hand on the young luInrges,m mans Shout
der. ;'!-eszet- i1;i5'i RI go
= 81 was nearly falling in. love, with her
myself in the beginning, Paulet.. She is
beautiful creature"
$50 | thought was afraid" an
swered Rupert. ~
'sBut soon saw how it was, and it
wouldn't have been any good. l can't
think how she has been bred so true. The
mother would sell her soul for money.
And that little. Lady Margaret-she is
charming" here Mr.. Codd sighed, sand
she is so tired of lords and marquises."
Mr.. Codd, throwing back his head,
laughed pleasantly. s,se.
''Shall l tell heeountess all. about it
tomorrow? / have an appointment
with her in the morning." tfs
''If you only would, my dear Codd.
You might break it gently. Pm in
mortal funk when l, think of facing
herr ,s,-e. e.. ~,
On the morrow Mr.. Codd jumped into
hanson with cheerful mien and
drove down to Princes gate. Lady
Umfreville was, of course, at home, and
would receive Mr.. Cedd in her boudoir.
This solicited interview surely BODIED
some good news.
'sYOu are an early visitor" she said,
smiling, 81 thought you were. always in
the city at IL O'clock e.e;.
"NOt always, Lady Umfreville. And
happily. have taken a partner who
will relieve meeof much responsibility
''Indeed-a very wise step. A rising
young city man, suppose. If he is a
friend of yours, you must bring him
here some day." ~.
s'No, he is not city man, but for all
that he has useful business talents. 1t
is Mr.. Paulet. He is a very reliable
young fellow, and l have every conf
dence In him. Lady Umfrevi1le stared
at Mr.. Codd in undignified amazement.
Rupert Paulet your partner! He
wrote to say he had communication to
make me. Can it possibly be this?
What do his prospects signify.to me?"
ga great deal, fancy. i believe he
wishes to marry your daughter
The lady turned pale. It was clear
from this that Mr.. Codd had no
matrimonial intentions regarding Lady
Geraldine.
''My daughter!" she almost screamed;
'that pennilesS man marry my beauti-
full Geraldine? Never"
''You forget that he has good pros
pocts-that as my partner he is a long
way from pennilesS."
ssShe has deceived mel am no match
for her," said the countess. tragicaDy as
ishe rang the bell and ordered the serv-
ant to summon Lady Geraldine.
The young lady promptly appeared.
: elbow do you do, Mr.. Codd?' and she
warmly pressed his hand. ''What do